Archive for January, 2010

Like Herding Cats

Here I sit, again, at the Coffee Connection Cafe on Centinela. A cute little place, pointed out to me by a friend who lives in the area.  Free wi-fi, which may or may not be a good thing.

Trying to get my manuscript whipped into shape.  I was here yesterday but didn’t get nearly as much done as I would have liked.  Story of my life, right?  Listening to Patty Griffin, which may be too melancholy for the mood and the situation that I’m currently in.

I started on my first Project Fill-in-the-Blanks book- working through Dashiell Hammett’s The Thin Man, which is fantastic.  The movie made from the book is equally fantastic.  I rec both highly.

Just picked up the new Stephen King novel from the library.  It’s thicker than the Bible, which I think we all knew when it came out.  Plus, old Uncle Stevie is known for that kind of thing so why was I surprised?

This is all evidence that I am easily distracted as well as a huge procratinator.  I need to get this done but it is hard.

Whine.  It’s not that I have ever thought that writing was easy.  It’s not.  I’m a fast writer but I end up having to do a lot of polishing and editing to get the words to read the way that I really intended.  I enjoy editing but I find that if I already had a good start in the right direction, it’s a lot easier/faster. Duh?

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RIP Robert B. Parker

I just read that Robert B. Parker died today.  What a loss.

I adore the Spenser novels. I love Spenser and Hawk and Susan and all the supporting cast.  I just got the latest book today at the library after a long (months) wait on the hold list.

Spenser was the kind of character that I could spend hours with and still long for more.  He was a man’s man and I mean that in the best possible way.  Well read, well educated, a fighter and a lover and the kind of person who accepted everyone for who they were.

My impression was that Robert B. Parker was the same way.  I met him once, at a book reading in Ann Arbor, MI.  He was funny, he was sharp witted and he had the kind of writer’s work ethic that I could only dream of.  And he wrote great books.

I talk about how he wrote dialogue all the time.  His characters only ever “said” things.  They never “asked” or “exclaimed”- they just “said.”  And you forgot that you were reading a book and you heard the voices in your head.  that’s so hard to do and he did it so easily.

I recommend the Spenser series completely- they’re all good reads and they are all pretty easy to get in to.  Even if you aren’t familiar with the world, you can figure it out pretty easily.

“Rest in Peace, sir,” I said.  “You deserve it.”

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Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so. – Douglas Adams

I tried to spend yesterday- a holiday from work- working on The Manuscript.  It was both a win and a fail for me.

Finny and I decided to write together.  She stayed with a friend in LA so we could get started bright and early in the morning.  Which we did.  We chose a Barnes & Noble on Pico, here in LA, to work at because there was free parking and a cafe.

This  should have been my first clue that there was a problem.

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Brave New World

So, a new year.  A new challenge.  Whoo boy.

I belong to a chapter of RWA- East Valley Authors- and that chapter had a contest last year to start and finish a book in that year.  If you finished, your work would be given to an editor or agent for a full read.

Yeah.  I know.  What a great contest! 

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